Your Miss Su is blackened

Fu Moxing's expression changed for the first time after entering the coffee shop.

He stared at her with heavy eyes and said with certainty: "Ling'er, you won't be happy marrying me."

"Because you love your current wife, don't you love me?"

"Yes."

There was a bit of sadness in Su Ling'er's eyes: "Since I have made up my mind to marry you, I have no intention of seeking happiness."

He said softly, "You can change the conditions."

But she was very firm: "No, I want this condition."

After saying this, she clenched her fingers, looked at the man and said, "Brother Mo Xing, if you divorce my sister, you will marry a woman sooner or later. Since she chooses to divorce you, she will not remarry you again." , your father will not let you be single for the rest of your life, since there must always be someone, wouldn't it be good to let me stay by your side?"

The latter met her gaze: "Ling'er, I have no intention of divorcing Su Wan."

Su Ling'er pursed her lips and looked at him.

In fact, she knew that Fu Moxing had already signed an agreement with Su Wan, and the probability of divorce was 80.00%.

Besides, brother Mo Xing doesn't plan to divorce, so Su Wan doesn't necessarily plan to live with him.

So she only needs one guarantee now.

So, Su Ling'er stared at the man again and said, "I know, so I said if."

"We'll talk about this later." Fu Moxing's attitude was already more indifferent than before.

The woman smiled slightly, with a relieved look on her face: "I'll take it as you promised me."

His black eyes were as thick as ink, he glanced at her, and didn't answer any more.

Then, he stood up from the sofa: "It's getting late, I have to go home to have dinner with my wife, let's go first."

Su Ling'er got up and put the necklace in a boutique bag and handed it to him.

Then, with a simple face, he said: "Since it's over, I have to give you something back. You should take this necklace back, even if you throw it away yourself."

The man didn't answer.

She walked up to him and stuffed it into his hand.

……

After Fu Moxing got into the car, he casually threw the gift bag on the co-pilot.

Twenty minutes later, the black Bentley stopped at No. 10 Mansion.

Before he got out of the car and closed the car door, he caught a glimpse of the gift bag on the passenger seat, reached out to pick it up, and threw it into the trash can before entering the living room.

The man entered the living room.

Su Wan was sitting on the sofa watching TV, caught a glimpse of him coming back, and asked, "Why is it so slow, it's been almost two hours since my brother said you had started coming back."

Fu Moxing said: "Some things have been dealt with temporarily."

She said "Oh" without asking what was the matter: "Go and eat, the food is getting cold."

The man stared at her with rejoicing and disappointment in his heart.

Fortunately, she didn't ask him what he was going to do.

Lost too.

Because not asking, sometimes means not caring.

A woman's indifference usually conveys that she doesn't care and doesn't like it.

Fu Moxing's heart suddenly felt uncomfortable. He walked up to her, leaned over and pressed her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Miss me?!"

This voice bewitches and disturbs people's minds.

Su Wan tried her best to restrain her heart that was trying to jump wildly, with a slight arc on the corner of her lips, and said with a light smile: "See you every day, what's on your mind... um."

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were kissed.

Her body froze for a moment.

Su Wan suddenly felt that sometimes the deep emotion between the beds is far less tantalizing than a tender kiss.